Liang Siyin pursed her lips: "If you think about it, you can understand that Mr. Tao is an upright man, and Tao Ning is his only relative, so he will accept his fate."

Kou Yuexi gritted her teeth: "I will never let Tao Ning escape his guilt like this!"

After saying that, she flicked the veil, turned around and left quickly.

Behind Kou Yuexi, Liang Siyin smiled slightly.

She went to the Palace Affairs Department instead, hoping to receive the Liutai Baomo given to her by Gu Nuoer.

But who could have imagined that as soon as he entered the main hall of the Palace Affairs Department, he saw Tao Ning holding the piece of precious ink and admiring it.

The aunt in charge of the Palace Affairs Department stood beside him with an apologetic smile and some embarrassment.

"The ink is pretty good, I want it." Tao Ning said and handed it to the maid next to her.

Liang Siyin frowned and went in: "Why do you want it? Your Highness the Princess has already given me this ink."

Tao Ning turned around, with a sarcastic smile on his face.

"How can you use such good ink? His Highness Shen is in a coma. As his female historian, you have nothing to record. Wouldn't it be a waste to give Baomo to you?"

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"I am following His Highness the Crown Prince. It is exactly when you need this inkstone. I advise you not to fight for it with me."

After that, Tao Ning had a strong attitude: "Let's go."

Liang Siyin chased after her, grabbed her wrist, and snatched the inkstone held by the palace maid.

"give me back!"

However, before her hand even touched the inkstone, she was slapped in the face by Tao Ning.

Liang Siyin staggered two steps, and the steward's aunt quickly supported her.

"You dare to hit me?" Liang Siyin covered her face, her eyes filled with anger.

Tao Ning raised her head proudly: "So what if I beat you? I've told you a long time ago, don't fight with me! Liang Siyin, if you have the ability, just ask His Highness Shen to stand up and make the decision for you."

"Now that His Highness Shen's protection is gone, besides asking the princess, who else can you find for help?"

"But I advise you to save your energy. Her Royal Highness is so busy and has to deal with your troubles. You are really embarrassing alive and taking up space in death."

Then, Tao Ning smiled mockingly, turned around and left.

Liang Siyin bit her lower lip and stared at her back.

The steward's aunt was shocked: "Nvshi Liang, the corner of your mouth is bleeding!"

Liang Siyin didn't care at all.

She gritted her teeth and thought in her heart——

Tao Ning, you forced me to do this!

…

At this time, Ye Siming returned from abroad.

Today, he was entrusted by Ling Ping to help him check the training level of the Imperial Guards.

As soon as he returned to Qianli Palace, the palace maid from the palace sent him a ball of cotton.

"This is some processed cotton that the prince asked for. It has been tied up tightly."

Ye Siming lowered his eyes to check, and nodded lightly: "Thank you."

He walked into the courtyard of Qianli Palace, and when he passed under a sycamore tree, he heard a familiar voice coming from above -

"Amitabha."

Ye Siming paused in his steps.

He raised his eyebrows slightly and looked up.

Sure enough, Kongjue was sitting on the tree trunk, with his hands clasped together, and his face still had that compassionate smile that transcended the world.

"Bald head, why did you go up there today?" Ye Siming asked with a sneer.

Kong Jue looked down at him: "Master Hou, I have said many times that a poor monk is a monk, not a bald man."

"Sitting here, you can see high and far away. There is nothing in front of you, and you realize that the world is full of beautiful scenery."

Ye Siming:......

He was a little impatient: "Speak humanly."

Kongjue smiled: "I can't get down, Lord Marquis, please help me."

Ye Siming sneered: "I knew it."
Chapter completed!